I simply adore Nancy Grace. I think she’s brash, bodacious, brazen, blatant, and bold. A hot mess! I love her. That’s why I was so excited to read her novel, The Eleventh Victim. Sadly, however, I was most disappointed.

The book just didn’t live up to my Nancy Grace expectations. I think it must have fallen short of a lot of folks’ expectations given that it has received mediocre ratings across the board. Quite frankly, it was just a little bit too ambitious.

Nancy obviously meant for this book to be the introductory platform for the character of high-powered litigator turned psychoanalyst, Hailey Dean. The problem is that she tried to lay too much groundwork and, at times, made the roadmap too hard to follow. There was even one scene a bit too reminiscent of a comic book type superhero with a hidden cache of weaponry. How bizarre.

I felt there were too many storylines, too many plots, and too many twists…both faux and real. While Hailey is supposed to be “Miss Thang” and the reason we will read the next book and the one after that, she misses too much and is way too slow on the uptake to be the cream of the crop we are supposed to believe she is.

I’m sorry Nancy but I wasn’t impressed. If you didn’t the first time, I think you need to listen to your editor and heed her advice. If you did the first time then you need a new editor.

I wish it could be more but The Eleventh Victim gets a very generous 3 out of 5 bones. Not a waste of time but not up to the hype.

Mea culpa… “My bad”… “My fault”… “I screwed up” …however you want to say it, it needs to be said but, for some reason, it isn’t…being said that is…at least not often enough. Instead what we get is something more along the lines of, “Well, I didn’t know”, or “That’s how everybody else does it”, or even “It’s not my fault, I was only doing what I was taught” or “I had such a terrible childhood”. Really? Aww, poor little fella. All’s forgiven then.

Not so much.

You know what? Everybody screws up. Everybody. That’s one club we are all card carrying members of, without a doubt. Taking responsibility for our screw-ups however is a completely different animal. It’s easy to screw up. Just get out of bed today and you will screw up sooner or later. I guarantee it. The hard part…the part that takes chutzpah, nerve, guts even, is to fall on your sword and admit it when the fault is yours. That, my friend, is integrity walking.

I caught this young lady on the America’s Got Talent Finale the other night and I was, quite simply, mesmerized. See for yourself. By the way, I would definitely watch it in full screen mode…you won’t be disappointed.

Update:

Apparently, whoever initially posted this video infringed on the copyright…not a good thing. Sooo, we aren’t seeing the awesome video here. Still, it is worth watching so do it if you get the chance.

Hey folks, I got a new toy…a mini me, if you will. Well, I like to think of it like that anyway. It’s a Dell Mini. Cutest little thing you ever saw. I love it! I’m not ready to jump into a motorcycle sidecar or anything like that but it really is small enough to take anywhere. Cemetery Hopping should be a breeze…

Mine is obsidian black. I’m thinking that means coal black but think more along the lines of shiny new car black. I could have picked one of several quirky new colors but that would have tacked $40 onto the price so I figured obsidian black was definitely the new me!

This thing is fast, roomy, and loaded with lots of neato beato (work with me here) features. I’ve got a built in webcam that I’m kind of scared of…yeah I know but what can I say…a digital TV tuner that is awesome, and even Lojack! Seriously! Can you tell yet how much I’m loving this thing? I take it with me just about everywhere I go. Who knows? Maybe that means more posts from The Bone!